Old gods die and new gods rise
But one god's flag always flies.
One god's banner marches on -
By every army it is born.
Worshiped by rich - feared by poor -
The blood red endless god of war.
Many names this god has held.
In every kingdom he has dwelled.
By sword, by ax, bomb and gun,
By rain and snow, cloud and sun;
In every season he brings his storm
The endless blood red god of war.
In every land he's sown his seed.
On every land his victims bleed.
In every season, his scythe does swing
And only misery his reaping brings.
Those who gain and fill their purse
Like the war god bear my curse.
The crow's on the cradle with warning words;
The dead on the field with circling birds.
The rich sit back and gain from war
While battle's burden falls on the poor.
Let us turn and worship no more
The blood red god of endless war.
from In the cities of your eyes
released January 1, 2016
Stone Breath here: AE Hoskin, Stone Breath
guitar, wood flute, dumbek, bodhran, shaker, vocals
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